Hearing From Mates, Moment Sharers, Companions In a Hallway

HEARING FROM MATES, MOMENT SHARERS, COMPANIONS IN A 
DIFFERANT PART OF THE HALLWAY

The clouds remind me
Of the thoughts that sprang between us,
Some puffed like dandelion balls
Ready to be blown
        and drift,
Broccoli headed breathers amid
The streaming locks on an Ancient.
Like the ribs  of a leaf
       left bare from decay
Or furry as moth antenna.

A swan-like image
     and winged horses
Rode on areas blue,
The swan into a buck did turn
The horse to a sheep,
Then the sun started to set
And I had thoughts of sleep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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May 25, 2012 at 3:16 PM
This was a pleasant poem Wm, like it. - Well done! - oxox Anne-Lise
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